Friday, July 1, 2011

Biker Longings

I know my last post was long and boring but it was cathartic for me. So suck it.

Back to important things.

I need a motorcycle.

Actually, I need a motorcycle license. Turns out to get one of those I have to learn how to drive a motorcycle not just sit behind somebody else. Oh how I would love to know… but..I don’t know anyone in New York that still has a bike. Well, I guess there is that crazy old guy Mr. Glass that I met hanging out at the bar awhile back. He was nice and gave me a ride downtown once. Then he wouldn’t stop telling me how much he enjoyed my arms wrapped around him so maybe contacting him for lessons is out.

I have two other good friends who know how to ride but they don’t have a bike in the city. Should we rent and take excursions in Jersey? Oh my god that would be a dream outing! Screw the beach.

Do any of you ride?

I posted awhile back about my new dream to ride around with a camera and visit all my blog friends. I still think this is an awesome idea. Especially if I do it in the outfit the chick in the picture is wearing. So, if I get my bike and my license, will you tell me where to find you?

OK. So, I did a triple look because that TOTALLY could have been YOU on that bike in that pic. Smokin' hawt!

Hey, a Gal can appreciate when another Gal is smokin', that's all I'm sayin'.

If and when you DO get a license and a bike (or rental, or whatever) TOTALLY put me on your trip! Just email me and then I'll send ya' my google directions when you make it half way through Texas!

My hubby would also 'swoon' a wee bit, but that's fine with me. So long as you stay long enough to visit under the barn, pet my Big @$$ dog, let Lil'Gal fawn over you and drink a beer or we could float a box (of wine). :-P

Oh, and Farmer, Jr. would swap you a ride on the gator or go-cart for a ride with you on your bike. And, there's always the tractors. :-P